Nedra Pepin

Old scars brought up from the depths of my heart,
cycle threw my head.
Chasing every other thought away.
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Little Soldier boy, fight hard.
Fight for your country, your family, your friends.
Fight for me, little soldier boy.
Keep your head high, your spirit strong.
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Every time I think of you, I lose my breath.
I can't think of anything to say, I love you to death.
When I see you smile, it makes me feel happy, And when I look into your eyes, they show me how much you love me.
Its hard to believe you could ever love someone like me.
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A boy and girl, are no more.
Their hearts are sore.
The fights that they chose, the way they stepped on each others toes.
She cried.
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This is the end for me, and you will never see, the pain that you caused me.
You dug so deep into my heart, it felt like nothing would separate us.
But I was wrong.
I was wrong for trusting you.
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Love is painful,
Enjoyable,
wonderful,
and Amazing.
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Hidden in the depths of darkness, a girl lays. She has fallen from the sky where she once stood.
Do not cry fallen angel.

Your normal glow is gone, and replaced by darkness, why is that so?
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I'm learning to fall. I can barely see,
The sky in front of me.

I'm falling so fast, I'm loosing my breath.
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Lies, all lies.
I lie to hide my real feelings.

I don't want anyone worrying over me.
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Just yesterday, we were playing barbies, and action figures.
Endless games of hide-and-seek.
Telling made up secrets, truth or dare.
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I smell dread in the wind.
Fear in their souls.
The devil hides an evil grin.
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Your are busy, its keeping me away from you.
I stay out of your way, for fear that I will be a burden to.
You told me once, that I am your stars, your universe, I make your world go 'round.
Is that still true? Or is it just another lie?
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I hate to see such pain, such suffering, in his eyes.
It hurts my heart, to see him cry.
I wish I could take his pain, and make it mine.
To save him from what tragical event that happened.
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Easily forgotten.
The misery of being alone is horrible.
Like shards of glass, are being twisted in whats left of my tormented heart.
Not good enough for regretting.
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